Brotherhood of Blades 2: The Infernal Battlefield

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March, 1619

A series of battles took place in Sarhu

Look at these Ming bastards.

Stop crying, or I'll cut you to pieces!

Get rid of these two,

then we can head back.

Thanks.

I'm one of Commander Du's guards.

How is he?

Great.

Except he just lost his head.

The reinforcements never showed up...

They're probably dead, too.

Water.

My name is Lu Wenzhao.

My name is Shen Lian.

Tens of thousands of men

cut down like grass.

If we don't want to die like this,

we must find another way to live.

Asura,

one of the Eight Guardian Legions

of Buddhism.

The battle between Asura and Indra

was as fierce as an inferno.

Eight Years Later,

Summer 1627,

Southern District, Beijing

Ding An.

Yes, Your Honor?

Look around back.

Be careful.

Yes, Your Honor.

Your Honor, the box has been emptied.

The money is gone.

Master Guo from the Eastern Depot.

No wonder he looks familiar.

Your Honor.

I told you to get the coroner

from headquarters.

Where is he?

Speak!

Your Honor.

I have failed.

I accidentally ran into the Lieutenant

on the night shift.

He will arrive any minute

with his investigation team.

When they get here,

they'll take the case from us.

It's been half a year

since we got a case this big.

Have you been drinking?

Lieutenant, you're not allowed in there.

Lieutenant,

I'm Lieutenant Ling.

Greetings, Captain.

Is this district under your jurisdiction?

You came pretty quickly.

The owner, three waiters,

and two chefs are dead.

Each was killed with a single stroke.

The money on the counter is gone.

Robbery?

They also killed a master from

the Eastern Depot.

Master Guo.

Your Honor,

today is the Ghost Festival.

I'm sure you're preoccupied

keeping peace on the streets.

Please leave this to me.

What are you waiting for?

Get to work!

Yes, Lieutenant!

Your.

Nobody moves!

Captain?

Lieutenant Ling,

don't you dare steal this case from me.

Of course not.

How long have you been an Imperial Guard?

Don't you understand the rules?

I'm your superior,

and you have no business here.

Captain,

headquarters has already

entered this case into the records.

It's my case now.

This is my turf, so this is my case.

Have I made myself clear?

Yes.

Someone's still alive!

Yin Cheng,

keep your eyes peeled.

Nobody touches anything,

or you'll regret it.

Yes, Your Honor.

Get out.

Don't kill me.

Don't kill me.

You saw it happen?

Last year,

more than ten thousand people died

in the Wanggongchang Explosion.

Last month, His Majesty fell into the lake.

Now a master from the Eastern Depot

is murdered.

There's too much going on in the Capital.

The Emperor fell into the lake?

You didn't hear?

His Majesty was on Taiye Lake

with his new dragon ship,

and suddenly it sank.

A dozen officials became fish food.

His Majesty was saved,

but caught pneumonia.

No medicine can cure him.

Master Wei of the Eastern Depot

has been stressed over it.

Is that so?

What a loyal man Master Wei is.

You don't know a damn thing.

Three years ago,

Chief Prosecutor Yang

brought Master Wei's twenty-four crimes

to the Emperor.

But Master Wei wasn't punished at all.

And completely destroyed the

Donglin Rebellion.

You know why?

Because the Emperor favors him.

But now that His Majesty is ill,

who knows what will happen to Master Wei,

if he can't be healed,

and a new emperor takes the throne.

Now Master Wei is like

a widow peeping at a bridal sedan.

There's nothing he can do.

The Department of Royal Construction

was in charge of building the ship.

Someone's about to lose their head.

Shut your mouth.

You're drunk. Stop embarrassing yourself.

Get lost!

Yin Cheng can't leave.

I've written down every word you said

in my Notebook of Justice.

Where did you hear those stories?

Those libelous words against

His Majesty and the nobles.

You aren't bold enough to make them up.

Tell me.

Who are your accomplices?

Lieutenant,

I've had too much to drink.

Please, spare me.

Please, spare me.

You want to take it upon yourself?

How brave.

Take him to the Imperial Prison.

Yes, Lieutenant.

Lieutenant, forgive me.

Lieutenant, forgive me.

Please!

Put down your blade.

Protect Lieutenant!

Stay back!

Catch him!

Captain Shen,

your men were quite amused

by the story Yin Cheng told.

He laughed.

So did he.

And he.

Captain...

Get Yin Cheng back.

Yes, Captain.

Go!Now!

Captain.

Come with me.

Captain.

Please let me go.

Nobody will know.

Letting you go will jeopardize

our entire team.

I can't go to the Imperial Prison.

We put so many people there.

It's worse than hell.

I'm not going.

Master Jinghai.

A friend has just passed.

Please release his soul from purgatory.

His name is Yin Cheng.

Here is the date and hour of his birth.

Your Honor,

feel free to take whichever you prefer.

Bei Zhai's works are still your favorite.

This black rooster the artist

painted is quite vivid.

I very much enjoy this cricket.

It would be a shame to get those

paintings wet.

My sincere apologies.

Please forgive me.

Most common folk fear the Imperial Guard.

But not you.

What's there to fear? You're not a monster.

What terrifies them is your uniform.

What did you say?

If you don't believe me,

walk around without your uniform.

See what happens.

What's your name?

Where do you live?

Are you arresting me?

Your Honor,

next time you come to this mountain,

bring an umbrella.

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